“Have you seen a child the color of wheat... the color of dawn? His eyes are mild; his hands are those of a king - as king he was born. Incense, myrrh, and gold we bring to his side; and the eastern star is our guide.”

“He is my child, my son, my darling, my own... And his name is Amahl.”

In the course of one extraordinary night, Amahl, his mother, and the royal sojourners in search of a newborn child experience a miracle inspired by faith, love and generosity.